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Jul 2011
Force a grin and agree as
blood trickles off my teeth
then break my word with cold blades.

Trace the rugged path anxiety leaves
up and down my patterned skin
the ****** monster leaves me warm and wanting more
Ray
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Ray  26/F/Canada
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